SOUNDTRACK: DROPKICK MURPHYS-“Finnegan’s Wake” (2005).
This song has been around forever and there are dozens of different versions of it. For your more traditional versions, you want The Dubliners of Christy Moore (if you really want to hear the words).
But The Dropkick Murphys do it the way I like my traditional Irish songs–fast and loud and full of punk.
Although to be honest, The Dubliners’ version has a bit more swagger and fun (it’s hard to beat Ronnie Drew for a hard living singing voice).
Whichever version you choose, be sure to have your favorite ale or lager (or whiskey punch) on hand.
[READ: April 1, 2012] Finnegans Wake
I decided it was time. How many times have I read the opening line of this book:
riverrun, past Eve and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.
And as many times I have read the end of the book:
A way a lone a last a loved a long the
But now it was time to read the other 620-some pages of it. So I set aside some time this weekend, and, in the spirit of Joyce’s stream of consciousness, I stayed awake until I finished it. And having digested the book, I now get to write all my thoughts about it.
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